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Created on 2016-05-14 04:32:16 (#2515002), last updated 2017-05-12 (419 weeks ago)
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Name: | Ashley Raventon |
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Birthdate: | Jun 25 |
RP journal for Ashley Raventon from Poppy Z. Brite's Lost Souls. I play him as 19 unless the prompt/AU specifies otherwise.
A great loneliness. That was the first thing. Loneliness for Arkady, wanting him, wanting his arrogance, his self-assurance. Misgivings in spite of the desire to trust, and then the conviction that Arkady was never coming back from Paris. A slew of things to fill the void--alcohol and opium, lovers and new leather boots--but the late nights crept in, and Arkady was never coming back, never could, never...
"Your brother was very handsome, wasn't he?"
"Not handsome. Beautiful. Did I mention that Ashley was the beauty of the Raventons?" Arkady pressed his lips to the top of the ivory cranium before continuing. "His hair was the color of burgundy, and he wore it long down his back, and it sparkled when he walked in the rain."
A great loneliness. That was the first thing. Loneliness for Arkady, wanting him, wanting his arrogance, his self-assurance. Misgivings in spite of the desire to trust, and then the conviction that Arkady was never coming back from Paris. A slew of things to fill the void--alcohol and opium, lovers and new leather boots--but the late nights crept in, and Arkady was never coming back, never could, never...
"Your brother was very handsome, wasn't he?"
"Not handsome. Beautiful. Did I mention that Ashley was the beauty of the Raventons?" Arkady pressed his lips to the top of the ivory cranium before continuing. "His hair was the color of burgundy, and he wore it long down his back, and it sparkled when he walked in the rain."



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